
'Twas on a holy, nippy night,
Crisp stillness filled the air;
While stars glittered in the sky
A young mother breathed a prayer.
A little cry interrupted the stillness.
Many glorious angels began to sing;
Because at that special moment,
God had sent us our True King.
Born a baby to live like man,
To be tempted and to be tried;
To show us He was God's own Son,
God's presence He could not hide.
Hated by man, yet to save man
From the many pitfalls of life;
To give us joy, peace, and comfort.
Yes, His peace instead of strife.
In utter, depraved, deep darkness;
He gave His life on the cruel cross.
All because He loved us so,
He was willing to suffer loss.
But never fear---=He lives;
And in our lives He will reign!
There was so much that He lost;
But we have all to gain.
So, as we celebrate His birth;
Re-commit your life to Him.
Walk daily with Jesus, your guide.
Don't make Him suffer again!
» left by Marijo Phelps from mountain meadow (140 days 8 hours ago.)We appreciate your comments!
AMEN! Thanks for a new take on the age old and never ending story. Thanks for refocusing us, Verna.